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 Lyricist: Blaze Ya Dead Homie
 Lyrics: 
 I broke the front window of the house,There wasn't any stirring and the lights were still out.
 I crept through the hole,
 And my feet touched the floor,
 And the sound of the wood made a creak from below.
 Ain't nobody home, I'm alone and in the zone,
 Rummaging the room for what's yours to make my own.
 The TVs so sweet, wrap the screen in a sheet,
 Haul it all to the window, that's one room complete,
 My B&E.
 
 Against the joy, I'm making sure nobody's coming.
 Get straight to the point; I'm making sure nobody's coming.
 Looking over my back, I'm making sure nobody's coming.
 Load it all in my sack; load it all in my sack.
 
 I stepped in toward the back room and heard a noise.
 It sounded like a dog out chewing on his toys.
 And just like a stopwatch, the sound stopped.
 And in through the door walks a full grown Rott
 He looked real fierce, his teeth pierced with a grin,
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